Tuesday, February 24, 2009

G_d

I'd sell my soul to The Devil to see Pink Floyd live in concert once, just once.

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Cold Dunes

I sometimes wonder...


Are the wastelands of Hope large enough for us to bury all of our memories?

Especially when the vultures of Loneliness look upon?

Freefall

The winds of change have begun to blow,
I know it's time that I lower my guard,
I'm tired of digging, the treasure trove be damned,
I'm now looking for flowers in my backyard.

iThink

If you swear on yourself that you're gonna die, how do you keep the promise?